How can I forget that night

 
How can I forget that night,
if I still have memory of you,
of the soft whisper of the wind,
that caressed our skin,
like an echo of what we were,
an instant that will never return.
Of the taste of your skin,
sweet as nectar in honey,
each kiss was a flame,
consuming us in the fire
Each moonbeam embraced us,
weaving dreams with the breeze.
How can I forget that night,
when the clock stopped,
and melted worlds in our dance,
leaving indelible traces
on the canvas of memory,
sweet scars that will never go away.